I don’t know,” I said, honestly. “Danielle. I want to ask you something.” “You can ask me anything Gemma. What’s up?” “Can we meet up ...somewhere?” “Yeah sure.” “I mean somewhere quiet, on Saturday.” I looked at her face. I sensed the innocence in her. It reflected my own and I knew what she was feeling. More than ever before, I was aware of my sexuality. It wasn’t that I was straight or bi or whatever. It was more fundamental than that. For the first time Gemma had made me aware of what it felt,. I gripped the strings on her thong and gently pulled her thong down. Past the tops of her stockings, down her thighs, past her knees down to the floor. She stepped out of them, still wearing her heels. I leant forward and kissed her pussy. There was not too much hair there, just a few curls of lovely fair hairs. Anne began to moan as I kissed her pussy a few more times. Now she opened her legs a bit so I could get into her pussy more. I poked my tongue just to get a taste of her. I stood up and. Don’t you dare stop bitch, fuck me harder, go deeper!” At that moment, we all found our climax, and our moaning is louder than a pack of howling dogs. Cyrus’ hot cum drips down my throat and I swallowed every drop. But at that moment, I know that wasn’t the end of our fun. I could see it in both of their eyes, they wanted to torture me, but in a fucking amazing way. I was excited, I wanted it so bad, but wasn’t sure how much intensity I could take. The next thing I know, my wrists are shackled. Good thing there was only two boys out there. First boy climbed in and started to fuck me hard, he raised my shirt up and he just pounded away on my wet pussy. I was moaning and I’m guessing my tits and my moaning he came inside of me. His friend comes up next and he also started to pound me. While fucking me, he told me that they were listening and peeking in, and he said the were also masturbating while watching. I moaned some and told him he needs to hurry up before my boyfriend comes back..